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Rhythm 10.0
Melody 10.0
Instruments 10.0
Lyrics 10.0
Vocal 10.0
This song has been reviewed 2 times. Overall score for this song, 10.0.
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Outkast - Bowtie Lyrics

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Song details
TitleBowtie
ArtistOutkast
AlbumSpeakerboxxx/The Love Below (2003) , Track 4
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Song lyrics
Otkast : Speakerboxxx, Big boi

Girl you cut up! (oww!)
Girl you know you cut up!

Hook: Crocodile on my feet/
fox fur on my back/
Bowtie 'round my neck/
That's why they call me gangsta mack/
in the Cadillac!! Yeah!!! (repeat)

1 verse (Big Boi)
Nasty Noompsy Knightingale/ Fresh in that tuxedo/ 
Cumperbun with no suspenders/ my torpedo, your libido/
Need to chat (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)/
I'm your r-o-l-a-i-d-s, release the squeeze or release the keys/
To the shackles on her wrist, she can tackle some of this/
smack on smack on some of this dick tracy/
arrest her, book her, fingerprint your hooker/
you took her to the club and now her body is full of liquor/
Off that Butterscotch Schnapps and Bailey's Irish Cream/
She's a damsel in distress impressed with stylish things/
Whatcha mean? (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)/
In the parking lot we primp, crooked booty to the scene where it...//
(hook)

verse 2 (big boi)
Oh, lord! How can it be so hard??/
To put on a pair of panties much less a pair of jeans or a leotard/
But I got to start by complimenting you on your physique/
You unique, you best belive, I'm gon' skeet once I speak/
Spoke, spit, spatter, spat, and I macked her just like that/
But it takes years of perseverance and experience to get the cat!/
So why don't I chase this Hennessy down whih some of that/
on your back like a cheerleader missing the final stack!/ 
As we strut skip the line through the glass window glance/
We look fine, right on time/
As we step in the place the nursery's crunk we've come to play//

(sleepy): Everybody's watching 'cause them furs just hit the door/
While the gator's creeping, crawling, oh so wicked across that floor/
To the V.I.P where we proceed to give you what you need/
Throw your hands up if you feel me! Throw your hands up if you feel me!!/
'Cause we well designed and fine as wine/
Feel good to be fly, so don't you ask me why/
I got the ladies in line, because they can't deny/
So raise your hands to the sky 'cause we super fly//
'cause we super fly
(Hook)
lyrics submitted by Dissaztrous
lyrics corrected by peef!..




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18-01-2005 17:05Mien is offline Mien 

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"That's why they call me gangsta mack/in the Cadillac..." Southern-fried funk.
28-02-2005 22:37jkillian is offline jkillian 

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This song is off the chain


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